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The husky arousal in his voice was almost enough to push me over the edge. I slid my hands up and down his thighs and met his eyes purposefully. Even down on my knees, I felt like a powerful little thing, and his eyes sparkled with dark intent like he knew it too.

I was going to give him the best blowjob of his life. This was going to be my moment.

What came after this was going to be his.

I leaned forward, maintaining eye contact as I boldly took him in my mouth. I knew what I was doing, at least in theory. I had had enough exposure to the art of taking a man in your mouth on television and in movies, let alone in porn.

I mimicked a good little whore, suckling gently at the start before I took him a bit deeper with every bob of my head. Eventually, his cock head breached the back of my throat, and he reached out, trying to spare me from gagging, but I had a very wicked little surprise for him. I didn’t have a gag reflex, or at least, not a very strong one. The moment he realized that was just as delicious as I thought it would be.

“Fuck. Baby girl,” he groaned.

My nipples hardened into tight pebbles, begging for my attention, but I focused on him instead.

“I should ask why you’re so good at this,” he added, but I suckled a bit harder, holding back my teeth and focusing on the sensitive rim at the top.

He leaned back, spreading his legs a bit wider to give me better access, and I knew that any thought of continuing that conversation had long fled his mind. I swirled my tongue around him, sucking him like he was the best lollipop I’d ever tasted in my life. He groaned time and time again, and I lapped it up like a kitten over a bowl of milk. In this one thing, I had him in the palm of my hand and it was glorious.

I didn’t stop when my lips grew sore or even when my cheeks started to ache. Instead, I doubled down and suckled him as enthusiastically as I could. His hand threaded around the back of my head, gently fisting in my hair. He pulled gently and rocked his hips, taking control for the briefest second before I slipped my hand beneath him and stroked his balls very lightly with my fingertips. I was rewarded with a ferocious growl as his entire body quaked at my touch.

“That’s my good little slut,” he purred.

He didn’t have to say it, but it felt good to hear anyway. I was doing extremely well, and I knew it. Wanting to tease him just a little bit, I slowed down and worshipped his cock with my mouth a bit more gradually. His sheer enjoyment was obvious.

“Next time, you’re going to swallow everything I give you, but Daddy is going to fill another much naughtier hole with his seed today, naughty girl. Up on the bed.” His fist tightened, and the back of my scalp flared with pain, but it all surged straight down to my core.

My pussy clenched tight as he led me forcefully, but somehow still gently, to the bed. I climbed up, putting myself on my hands and knees for him. He used the slightest pressure on my shoulders to indicate that he wanted me down on my elbows. I heard fabric rustle behind me, and I looked back over my shoulder.

“That pussy is soaked, baby girl. Have you been looking forward to your bottom fucking?”

My inner walls fluttered as if my body was answering for me. My curiosity, anxiety, and arousal all spiraled into one incredible need, and I nodded, blushing furiously as I did so. He slowly undressed and a part of me grew impatient, but I knew better than to voice it. He reached into his suit pocket, pulling out a small bottle of lubricant.

“You have more than enough wetness that I don’t even really need this, my perfect little slut, but you did such a good job sucking my cock that I can’t help but spoil you,” he stated, and I wondered if he could see the way his words made my pussy clench with it on display like this.

He poured it into his palm, slathering it up and down his fingers.

“Daddy is going to stretch your virgin hole just a little before he fucks it,” he explained, climbing up on the bed behind me. With one hand, he spread my cheeks wide open, and an embarrassed squeak escaped my lips.

“Daddy!” I shrieked, overcome with shame at the fact that he was looking at my most private of places, knowing that soon he was not only going to be touching me there, but fucking it too.

“It makes Daddy’s cock hard to see this tight little hole quivering for me, but it makes me much,muchharder knowing that I’m going to be the first and the last man to ever fuck it,” he growled, and my pussy almost went into convulsions.

His fingertip tapped on top of my asshole several times and I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking toward him, revealing in one small motion how much I wanted him to touch me there even though it was almost too shameful to handle.

Very slowly, he pushed one fingertip into my virgin hole. My mouth opened wide, and my tight rim of muscle clenched down around him, causing a spike of burning pain to slice up and down my spine. I cried out as he forced one knuckle past and then another before he gradually started to finger fuck me with that single digit.

It didn’t take long for the burning stretch to fade and be replaced by frenzied arousal. Just when I was starting to enjoy myself, he forced a second finger inside and started the cycle all over again. I whimpered, the burning fire much fiercer this time. This kind of pain was incredibly different from a spanking. It pitched down into the depths of my soul and stayed there, and I knew this was only the beginning of what was in store for me.

His cock was so much thicker than two of his fingers.

He pumped those two digits in and out of me, slowly massaging the hurt away again and replacing it with heady desire until it made my breathing ragged with it. Even though I knew he was being gentle, it still hurt when he added a third finger. He didn’t rush it either, slowly stretching me open until my cries transformed into openly desperate moans.

“Daddy, I need to come,” I begged, far too overwhelmed with my arousal to even care about shame at this point.

“There’s only one way you’re going to come for Daddy right now, baby girl. Tell me what you need from me, my perfect little slut.”

“Please,” I blushed.

He pushed his fingers inside my bottom roughly, causing a sharp pinch to radiate all over my body. I whimpered and hid my face in my hands.

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